On the second day of Christmas, our foster kitty left for me, another ugly dead mouse and an even smellier puddle of pee.
Apparently, our neighbor's cat has been peering through windows, watching re-runs of "Mr. Kruger's Christmas" and as a result has come down with a major case of the Christmas Spirits.
She has been peeing on everything in sight in the general vicinity of our house. The peeing comes after her decision to adopt us as her new owners, I think because she realizes how awesome I am. Or maybe it's because my new porch chairs are so comfy. Or maybe because our neighbors appear to have disappeared off the face of the earth and the cat looked so skinny and hungry that I just could. not. resist putting some food out for her last week. Yeah, that's probably the one.
Anyway, as part of her efforts to win us, her new owners, over, the cat has successfully killed mice three days in a row and left them lying right on our sidewalk, stretched out like prize-winning hunting trophies.
I decided to take a picture for all of you to see, just because I'm nice like that. And, because I figured if I had to look at the corpses of dead mice, so should you. So don't say I never gave you anything.
Lost your appetite a little bit there, didn't you?Anyway, as the universe would have it, all three corpses appeared while I was home alone. So I did what any ultra-modern, enabled woman would do. I waited for my husband to come home and take care of the whole mess.
But not before I hid in my living room, peered through a slit in my curtains, and watched the mailman nearly step on the corpses two days in a row and shoot disgusted glances in my general direction.
And not before I looked around to make sure the neighbors weren't watching, then snuck outside and actually resorted to taking a picture of a dead mouse. I blame it all on blogging.
11 comments:
Its funny what type of pictures we'll take all in the name of blogging!
Dead mice - ew...I'd leave it for my husband to clean up too!
haha that is funny!
Only in a blog can you read about dead rodents and Christmas in the same post! Haha!
Blame it on blogging... I laughed so hard. I like things that reconfirm the reasons I don't ever want a cat, or any pet for that matter.
Ah, McLace. This is why we're friends.
Adopt the cat, it can play with Harv. He likes to pee on stuff too, and he'd probably appreciate being friends with someone who can actually catch critters. Harvey just watches them sadly, knowing he'll never be fast enough.
Actually, this could be a good thing for you. Once (on the farm) our grain drill got infested with mice. So what did my dad do? He put our cat inside and shut the door until the next day. We were mice free after that. If I remember right you had a problem not too long ago with mice. You could just put him down that hole and give him a few days to do his work. Don't turn me in to the humane society. I blame it all on my upbringing. :)
Wow, pretty fat. The mouse that is.
You are too funny. John always laughs at me for the things I do in the name of blogging too...it's so worth it though :)
Let's introduce Harv and The Cat (who is till un-named) ASAP. It could make for good times.
And Sadie, I laughed out loud when I read your comment. Hehe. Love it. Then, last night, I actually had a dream about you jumping into a tub of grain and getting crawled over by a horde of little mice. Yech.
You are such a nut!! We are glad to have you be part of the NUT family!
lol! That is too much! I absolutely hate stray cats. You are much nicer than I am because I would have called animal control. But hey, at least she's paying for her stay with the mice...
Post a Comment